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Mad as a hippo with a hernia

To the power company. . .with venom

I write you a letter; scratch that, a poem, I’ve tried every approach, but the words, I guess are too big, You simply don’t know ‘em. So here’s another attempt, borne out of a cut wire, The approach, Different in every way entire.   It pisses me off no end, knowing I’m stuck with you,…

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er, excuse me Your Excellency…

I can call you that can’t I? The whole your Excellency thing? I mean, I realize, as you probably have that things are spiraling out of hand. Heck, is it just me or are you in the backseat as well? Gils said there was a mafia type arrangement in the government, but I kinda put…

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